V2.Chapter 256

Name:Super Driver Author:浪高三尺三
Almost as soon as the car arrived, the two foreign friends left.

And Chen Wei did not pay more attention. After all, they took the initiative to leave the group, which has nothing to do with their own travel agency.

Because there was a lot of time lost on the way, and there were still many arrangements behind, Chen Wei and Tian Yuan didn't have much time left, so they quickly took a group of uncles and began to walk around.

Let's briefly introduce the Museum of history and culture. In fact, it's a little simpler. There are some ancient buildings and utensils, and there are some stone tablets outside. They are full of traces of time, and the handwriting is not very clear.

The point is It's in the museum!

The reason for the work, so for Chen Wei two people here is really familiar, but after entering is also vivid began to explain.

This time, the uncles really listened carefully. For them, this is an important opportunity to learn something about what happened behind them!

In their time, the most important is the evaluation of their own by later generations, as well as their own records in historical books.

It's impossible for many people to know, but now it's making it real.

Maybe because the museum is built in the north, most of the characters in it are in the north.

So all the way forward, the debate among the uncles has never stopped.

"Why is it all his introduction? What about me? "

"I didn't come out. What's your hurry?"

"There is something wrong with the construction of this museum. Who are these people in it? Is it great? Don't you think so? "

"I also think there is a problem. I haven't seen me until now..."

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Listening to a group of uncle's very serious discussion, Chen Wei and Tian Yuan are all weird.

These people Where did it come from?

The first time I met someone who was looking for himself in the Museum of history and culture? It seems that they don't pay much attention to one historical figure after another?

The more they think about Chen Wei, the more they feel at a loss. However, because of what happened on the bus before, they really dare not say anything to these uncles.

They can do whatever they want, as long as they are happy!

After walking all the way to the middle hall, the party stopped.

At this moment, actually gathered a lot of people here, big guys are surrounded by a group, looking inside.

This scene made Chen Wei feel a little strange. Why are there still people watching in the museum? What can they watch?

Think so, also was to stretch out a head to see one eye.

This is indeed a bit unexpected.

Actually, in the hall of the museum, there are more than ten people exhibiting some artworks. It seems that they are Chinese landscape paintings and some messy small artworks.

If it's just like this, it's not attractive, but All these things are hanging next to some Korean signs!

Obviously, these people are Korean!

This makes Chen Wei a little strange. He usually brings his delegation here many times. It can be said that he is very familiar with this place.

But why does haoduanduanduan have such a group of Korean people staying in the hall today and displaying so many works of art? What are they doing?

While Tian Yuan was asked to inquire about the news, Chen Wei was waiting with a group of uncles.

For the uncles, it's just a casual tour, so it's good to have a look at the excitement.

Especially at the moment, among these Korean people, there is an old man with gray hair painting an ink painting.

It seems that there are indeed some craftsmen. The speed of painting is very fast, and the people nearby are all serving him wholeheartedly.

The onlookers still don't understand what's going on, but they are also interested in watching the old man draw.

About ten minutes later, the painting in his hand was finished.

Then, the young people with him respectfully took over the finished works and carefully displayed them on a board.

Not to mention, this painting is quite interesting. Many of the onlookers are taking photos with their mobile phones.

A group of uncles turned their lips in disapproval. They really couldn't understand why these people would take pictures of such a painting. It was a very ordinary painting. They even didn't grasp many important parts of ink painting, so the color and lines looked very uncomfortable.

But it happened that the old man looked complacent, especially when he saw so many people taking pictures of him.

Finally, in order to let people enjoy the works more clearly, he pushed his works forward.

At this moment, a little girl, who looked like she was only five or six years old, seemed to be a little curious and slowly reached out to touch the painting while her parents nearby didn't pay attention.As a result, one of the old man's apprentices saw the scene.

This guy didn't hesitate at all. He took a step forward and pushed the little girl out.

A child of five or six years old, how can he stand such a great strength, the whole person is on the ground, forehead just hit the ground, was rubbed a wound out.

The child was scared, and it hurt so much that he began to cry.

Her parents also came quickly to hold the child in their arms. When they saw the wound on their forehead, they immediately felt distressed.

"How can you do such a thing!"

All of a sudden, everyone finally put down their mobile phone. The girl's father was obviously in a hurry, so he stood up and pointed to the young man opposite and asked.

As a result, people did not take it as a matter at all. They looked at it as if nothing had happened, and then carefully checked the painting.

The old man also reacted suddenly at the moment and walked forward two steps. People thought it was an apology, but he actually went to check his paintings.

After confirming that there was no problem, he looked up again and looked at the little girl with anger and violence in her eyes.

It's hard to imagine that such a look would appear in the eyes of an old man. What's more, his object was a five or six-year-old girl.

"Do you know how much my painting is worth? Can you afford to pay if you break it? "

The old man, after speaking a foreign language and muttering a lot, actually turned around and accused the father of the child.

Soon, people in the crowd have understood the translation, we all understand the meaning of his sentence.

It can be seen that the little girl's father is so angry that his eyes are red now.

"It's really wrong for my daughter to touch your painting, but she's just a child. She's just curious. Why do you push her away?"

Although there is still silence around, many people think the father is right.

It's just a child. It's not a big mistake. These people really go too far!

"A painting? Hehe, do you know the identity of my master? Do you know how much a painting is worth? It's your great honor to be here for you to enjoy this time. Do you understand? "

This time, it was the young man who pushed away the little girl. His tone was full of pride and arrogance. He didn't mean to admit his mistake.

Seeing his apprentice say so, the old man looked very happy and laughed.

The onlookers on the other side were really more and more angry. The little girl's parents were so angry that they couldn't say anything.

"Let me tell you, my teacher is the first person in the world, Lin duanguo!"

Following the preceding sentence, the young man said again.

It seems that the old man is really famous. Several people have heard of his name. When he whispered, it was spread.

Although the little girl's parents were very angry, seeing the reaction of the public, they heard that the old man's identity was really unusual, and they could only swallow it helplessly.

As a result, at this time, all of a sudden, the uncles who had been standing behind suddenly rushed to the front.

"Lao Wu, is this painting really so powerful?"

"I think it's very powerful. Lao Gu doesn't speak any more..."

In a mess, Koreans are more proud, but the little girl's parents are more suffocating.

As a result, just as they were about to turn around and leave, they suddenly saw a plain looking uncle who picked up the painting from the board.

Then three five divided into two, directly torn into a pile of waste paper.

"How dare you call something like rubbish painting?"

Then, a calm voice spread throughout the hall.